Today was my car pool day. The line-up is Chris, Zach, Zach, Kirk, and Dylan. All kids I've coached. There's nothing quite like the lively chatter ("hey" . . . "hey" . . . "hey, dude" . . . "hey") of five sixth grade boys early in the morning! (I'm wondering: how different would a car pool be with five sixth grade girls?) Yesterday I was at a luncheon at ACU, eating with nine incoming freshmen. Four of them were ministry majors whom I'll have next semester when I co-teach with Randy Harris. But I found myself a bit envious of them. What a great time to be a Bible/ministry major at ACU! The college that Jack Reese, the dean, has put together is incredible. They can study preaching from Mark Love, Jack Reese, Tim Sensing, Stephen Johnson, and James Thompson. They can take John Willis and Mark Hamilton for OT. They'll wind up with several classes by Randy Harris and Fred Aquino. And I'd like to take a whole year off just to take every Jeff Childers class that is offered. Plus, people who take David Wray's classes (especially on spiritual formation) describe them as life-changing. And I hate to even begin a list like this, because it could keep going on: Jeanene, Ken, Doug, Marsha, Rodney, Tony, Jerry . . . . I did a bit of reminiscing recently about the Harding years. So . . . here is a glimpse from the 70s (fall of '77, I think) of me with my beloved.